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But, my God, I didn't laugh.
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I found a great deal that was strange,
even disgusting
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but I also found tones that were delicate,
almost too sensitive.
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A dark room washed through
with moonlight. Lonely roads.
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The secretive Norwegian summer night.
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I felt as though I heard
the breathing of melancholy people
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struggling with their problems.
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No sound came from their breasts.
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They sat alone by the shore.
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My God, I didn't laugh.